This deity is handsome and splits the sky

Zhongzhou.

Fuyu Mountain.

Qixingmen is located on Mount Fuyu, with 28 peaks in a row and magnificent momentum.The entire Seven Star Gate was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and even the trees at the gate were covered with red silk, making it festive.

As the largest sect today, the head of the sect's only daughter got married, and there were many guests. Almost all the major sects sent people to congratulate them, and there were many famous figures among them.Of course, many casual cultivators also received wedding invitations from the Seven Stars Gate. Nowadays, the cultivator world is looking forward to the Seven Stars Gate. Most casual cultivators are also proud of receiving invitations from the Seven Stars Gate, and they also came to the Seven Stars Gate early.

The only daughter of the head of the gate got married, and the platoon leader was not a big deal. Firecrackers had been set off the day before, and hundreds of tables were set up for the banquet alone. The red silk carpet stretched from the lobby to the outside of the mountain gate.

While congratulating everyone, they couldn't help wondering.

It was rumored that the head of the sect, Gong Zhan, doted on this daughter very much, and raised her to be domineering, pampered and lawless since she was a child.

"It's ashamed of my ancestors! How can brothers and sisters become husband and wife!"

"Although Huo Xian is only the adopted son of the head of the sect, he is still considered a half-son. Married to his younger sister... This is simply..."

Before the big wedding started, several monks discussed each other one by one, with excited and indignant expressions, and the fusion of the two contradictory emotions was extremely harmonious.

"Near the water, you get the moon first. Think about it, once Huo Xian and Gong Yunting get married, wouldn't it be a matter of a certainty that the position of head of the house would be passed on to Huo Xian? What's the matter with Chu Xingyun? I'm afraid Huo Xian is because of this Deliberately approaching and seducing Miss Gong."

"What kind of temptation? How did I hear that the maid of the palace family is a back-and-forth? Crying and shouting that she insisted on marrying Huo Xian, she was almost forced to die. The head of the palace got very angry for this!" A young monk danced and danced. , with an exaggerated expression, "Just now when I and the elders of the clan met the head of the palace, that expression... Tsk tsk tsk."

"Your news is too late. The thing is like this. Miss Gong somehow got out of the city and was captured by a wolf demon. You think, her meridians were cut off innately, so she was captured by monsters and let them slaughter her? He almost died at the hands of the wolf demon, but Huo Xian gave up his life to save the young lady, and thus saved the eldest lady's life. After coming and going, Miss Gong must be Huo Xian." The other person lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "But I heard that Ms. Gong seems to be... ah!!!"

A shadow of a whip struck through the air, and the tail of the whip hit the face of the person who spoke just now, slashing the opponent from nose to mouth, and the blood was thrown straight to the face of the other person next to him!

"Who is presumptuous!" The monk who had his mouth twisted could only scream, and the rest of the monks drew their swords vigilantly, glared at the person coming, and then they were all taken aback.

Alan held his whip in one hand, and walked towards the crowd indifferently, "A few big men are lying here like country women to tell stories. If you think your tongue is too long, I will help you pull it out."

When the monks saw that it was Alan, they immediately showed a guilty expression, and they didn't even dare to settle their accounts at the moment, and immediately scattered like birds and beasts.The monk whose mouth was smacked was naturally dissatisfied. He drew out his sword and wanted to make a gesture, but was dragged back by his companion's neck, and the panicked voice of the other party could be heard from a distance.

"Don't die, that's Gong Yunting's maid, Alan, and there are countless dead souls under her, all offended by Gong Yunting."

"No... No, I'm just a ghost, afraid of what she will do, what future will I have with a useless master..."

"Shh..."

Alan stared coldly at the backs of those people going away, and asked the attendants behind him, "Can you tell which sect those people belong to?"

The attendant said respectfully, "He's from Fenghutang."

"Send someone to follow, it's not easy to do anything at the wedding, and after a few days, we'll finish them off on the way back to the sect... Be clean." Alan's eyes were like knives, and his voice was very low, "Don't let the young lady know. "

"clear."

Alan turned around, walked through the path behind him, and stepped into a spacious and beautiful courtyard.

The yard was hung with red silk everywhere, and the maids and women were walking back and forth, making the room very quiet amidst the noise.

A beautiful figure dressed in a gorgeous wedding dress was sitting by the window, only showing half of her delicate side face, extremely beautiful.

When Alan entered the room, the woman in the wedding dress turned her face. On the other half of her face, two deep and hideous scars ran across half of her face along her eyes, and went deep into her neck covered by her collar.

Gong Yunting's hands were hidden in the sleeves of the dark red embroidered gold-patterned Xipao, and between her fingers she tightly held a pair of exquisitely crafted half-face masks.

Alan frowned slightly, and reprimanded the little maid at the door, "The auspicious time is coming, why haven't you put on makeup yet?"

The maid faltered and knelt down and kowtowed.

"I don't want to." Gong Yunting whispered, for the first time, sadness and helplessness appeared on that arrogant face, "I don't want to wear a mask either."

Gong Yunting raised her face, and the two hideous scars on the side of her face were particularly eye-catching, "It's ugly."

"After watching for so many days, I still can't get used to it." Gong Yunting showed a wry smile, "I can't get used to it myself, let alone others."

"I'll kill anyone who dares to dislike Miss." Alan stepped forward, gently took out the mask in Gong Yunting's hand, and put it on the table beside her, "If you don't want to wear it, then don't wear it."

"Don't dare or won't?" Gong Yunting's eyes were disappointed.

At this time, another red figure stepped into the door.

Alan asked in surprise: "Why is my uncle here?" After saying that, he looked around, "The auspicious time has not come yet, it's not good to meet now, don't let anyone bump into you."

There was a slight smile in Huo Xian's eyes, he raised his index finger to his lips, and made a silent gesture to the two of them, "Hush your voice, I came here secretly."

"Alan, go to the door to see if anyone is coming, and let me know in time." Huo Xian said.

Seeing Gong Yunting nodding in greeting, Alan went out.

"Why are your eyes a little red?" Huo Xian sat beside Gong Yunting, and Gong Yunting subconsciously turned her face to the side, hiding the scarred side in the shadow.

However, this action was not completed. Huo Xian gently pulled Gong Yunting over, facing the scar on her side face, and wiped the reddish corners of Gong Yunting's eyes with a handkerchief as if unconsciously, "I'm overjoyed." Days, why are you crying?"

"You and I are married today, and there will be a lot of things that Madam will take care of in the future. I hope Madam don't think I'm stupid." Huo Xian blinked playfully, "Why are you crying again? I'm not nervous, why are you nervous? "

Gong Yunting whispered, "How can I..."

"I was able to marry such a good wife as you. It's a good fortune for three lifetimes. Now I'm so nervous that I'm afraid that Miss Yunting will regret the marriage."

Gong Yunting laughed through tears, and then laughed and cursed: "Where did you learn such glib words, you're not ashamed."

"It's all from the bottom of my heart, from the bottom of my heart." Huo Xian picked up the powder box on the side, and squatted in front of Gong Yunting, making a gesture to apply makeup to Gong Yunting, "I'll put on makeup for you."

Gong Yunting said that Huo Xian would paint herself ugly, but she obediently closed her eyes and let Huo Xian paint.

"I found a famous doctor, and I'm on my way to pick him up. With him, I promise to heal your face."

"I have searched all the famous doctors in Zhongzhou. This is a demon poison, and it can't be cured."

Huo Xian sternly said, "Trust me once, the doctor I found this time is more skilled than theirs, and will definitely heal your face."

For a moment, Gong Yunting only felt a slight numbness on the cheek with the scar. It was a very thin soft hair tracing something on the scar. Gong Yunting subconsciously moved slightly, and was held down by Huo Xian, "Don't move." , it’s going to be crooked.”

"Open your eyes and see?" After a while, Huo Xian put away his pen and placed the bronze mirror in front of Gong Yunting.

Gong Yunting slowly opened her eyes, her face in the bronze mirror was beautiful and beautiful, the originally ferocious scar was covered by vermilion rouge, a branch of lotus stretched out along the lines of the scar, and two delicate lotus flowers bloomed on her cheeks.It's really beautiful.

Gong Yunting slowly opened her eyes wide.

"You are the daughter of the head of the sect, and you have a status and power that others can't match in a lifetime, so why care about the opinions of their subordinates?" Huo Xian said softly, "I like Miss Yunting, and I like you, no matter you I like whatever it looks like."

Gong Yunting's tears flowed down her cheeks, and she hugged Huo Xian in front of her fiercely.

Huo Xian's voice was as gentle as water, with a hint of pampering and helplessness, "Why are you crying again, your eyes are going to hurt."

"Brother Huo Xian, you will always like me." Gong Yunting rested her jaw on Huo Xian's shoulder, eager to confirm something, "Daddy hasn't talked to me for a long time, he doesn't like me Now, I only have you...you will love me forever."

"Of course." Huo Xian caressed Gong Yunting's hair, and there was a hint of perfunctory in her gentle smile where Gong Yunting couldn't see.

Feng Cuixue felt that he couldn't understand Qingfeng more and more.

The clothes are beautiful, but they are someone else's clothes after all, maybe they are old clothes worn by others, but Qingfeng is as precious as something. The big box is inconvenient for walking, I am afraid that Qingfeng would not be willing to put it in the Qiankun bag if he could carry it all the way.

Feng Zuixue was puzzled, but Qingfeng explained that he liked it.

To be honest, after getting along with Qingfeng for so long, Feng Cuixue has never seen anything that Qingfeng likes, and this dress is the first one.

This dress is so beautiful?Let Qingfeng be uncharacteristically?

Feng Yuxue was puzzled.

There are not many buildings on Shoujian Peak, most of them are school grounds for practicing swords and rocky pine forests.Feng Zuixue and Qingfeng quickly searched all the houses.Of course, there is also Feng Jixue's own room.

The doors and windows are closed, and the inside of the house is very tidy, but compared to the previous rooms, there are so many things that people can be dazzled.All kinds of ornaments, such as small rabbits made of ceramics, paper pinwheels, dough figures, etc., filled the bookshelf in a mess, and of course there were a bunch of trinkets made of gold and jade.

Although there are many things, they are neatly arranged by people, so they don't look messy.It was the first time for Feng Cuixue to see this residence where he had lived for more than ten years, but as soon as he opened the door, he felt a sense of familiarity.

Feng Cuixue looked around curiously, and after looking through it, he found the problem-many of these things in the house were more or less damaged, and some of them were even stained with mud.

... It was as if they had been turned over and thrown all over the floor, and then picked up and put away one by one with great care.

Qingfeng glanced at Feng Cuixue's clothes that were stained with blood and dust due to the battle, walked into the inner room and opened the closet. When he opened it, Feng Cuixue's eyes widened instantly, and his gaze was deeply attracted to him— —

After half an hour...

"Shoujian Peak has been searched, and no other abnormalities have been found." Qingfeng said.

"How about this one?" Feng Cuixue wore a Xiangfei-colored satin robe, tugged at her belt, and motioned to Qingfeng, "Then leave him alone. If the people around you come to me once, they can come to me a second time. He came to the door himself."

"good."

Feng Cuixue was dissatisfied, "You can tell me what I'm wearing, can you give me some practical advice?"

Qingfeng thought for a moment, then hesitated: "How about adding one?"

Feng Cuixue squeezed her chin and recalled, "It's not good, that one is too plain."

After finishing speaking, Feng Cuixue began to rummage in the closet again, and found a green gown, "This time we returned to the sect, and we encountered a lot of strange things. I have been thinking, if the forbidden books were stolen Ya Jun, an inner ghost, how did the map of ten thousand demons in the tomb of the North Sea fall into the hands of the demon king? Also, how did the demon king know the whereabouts of the red flame demon pill?"

The Qingbi long gown was unfolded, and bamboo leaves were thinly crocheted with silver threads, shimmering on the soft and smooth satin surface.

Feng Zhuxue reached into the sleeve with one hand, and the other half of the sleeve fell to the ground. Qingfeng snatched it up to prevent the robe from being dirty by the dust on the ground. Then Qingfeng opened the sleeves of the gown so that Feng Zhuxue could smoothly reach into his arms.

"Do you think the Demon King knows too much about the Tianyan Sect?" Qingfeng handed over the girdle, and Feng Cuixue took it. However, the hidden buckle system of the girdle of this dress is not common, and Feng Cuixue didn't know when he tied the girdle halfway What should I do?

"It's not just because of too much understanding, whether it's the tomb of the North Sea or the water mirror that seals the demon pill, which one is not Mixin? You can't be the one who told the demon king. I don't believe he is such a generous person." Feng urged Xue pinched her girdle to compare, "Whether it's the demon pill or the myriad magic map, if Mr. Yunya is really ambitious, it's impossible for him not to think about it at all."

Qingfeng took the girdle naturally, squatted down, and took the girdle with both hands from the back of the wind to the front. With a light movement of his fingers, the girdle was easily fastened. There is a record in the top library. In order to avoid troubles, Ancestor Ji did not record in detail about the map of Wanmo, not even the location, only a few strokes. Ancestor Ji used his own soul to seal the demon pill back then. I know... even though Yun Ya-jun has a deep understanding of the Tianyan Sect, but after all, he has only been there for more than ten years, I am afraid that the sect masters and elders may not fully understand these secrets."

Feng Cuixue took the sapphire accessories from Qingfeng and began to choose them one by one, "Hmm... so you don't think Yun Yajun leaked the secret?"

"I've been thinking that in the past, all of us focused on Yun Yajun alone, ignoring many strange things." Qingfeng whispered, with some complicated emotions in his voice.

"After doing too many bad things, everyone thinks that he did all the bad things, which is common." Feng Cuixue said casually: "I think the identity of this demon king is interesting, and he should have a lot to do with the Tianyan faction. How much does this demon king know?"

Feng Cuixue asked casually, while fastening her accessories, she took a selfie in the mirror.

From the perspective of Qingfeng, there is a glass mirror as big as a wall, reflecting the tall figure of a beautiful young man. The bamboo leaf pattern outlined by silver thread on the Qingbi gown is radiant, and the delicately embroidered crane pattern outlines the outline. Show off the thin and perfect waistline, slender and yet powerful.

Splendid embroidered costumes are completely inferior to the demeanor of young people's gestures.

Qingfeng lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the dark color brewing in his pupils.

"It's really Mr. Pianpianjia, with a dragon and a phoenix appearance, and an extraordinary charm." Feng Cuixue was quite intoxicated, and her smiling phoenix eyes moved, just in time to meet Qingfeng's eyes behind him in the mirror.

"What are you thinking about?" Feng Cuixue said, "What do you think of this one?"

Qingfeng raised his eyes, the hidden emotions in his eyes were completely hidden, clear and calm, "This one is very good."

"It's more 'very' than the previous evaluation, and it looks really good." Feng Cuixue interpreted it smoothly, with a hint of joy in his smile, "Then this one is good."

After trying on the clothes, Feng Cuixue saw the big soft bed in the inner room again. Feng Cuixue, who had not lived in a decent place for a long time, naturally would not miss the opportunity to lie down, so he couldn't resist throwing himself on the bed— —

"This bed is so soft, it's the most comfortable bed I've ever slept on!" Feng Cuixue pressed the soft mattress in amazement, and when it was pressed down, a deep soft crater was formed, and she retracted her hands to the back of the bed. It quickly returned to its original state.

"I used to be too good at enjoying it." Feng Cuixue turned over intoxicated, patted the mattress beside her, "Qingfeng, you can try it too!"

Qingfeng came over and sat on the edge of the bed.

Immediately afterwards, an unexpected force hit, Qingfeng was grabbed by the wrist and dragged backwards, his center of gravity was unstable so that he also fell on the soft mattress, like falling into a ball of cotton.

"Be comfortable." Feng Cuixue lay on his side, propped his face on one hand, and looked over with a smile.

At this moment, the two are very close, lying side by side on the soft big bed like this, the gauze curtain on the edge of the bed hangs down due to the shaking just now, isolating this small world from the outside world, making people involuntarily give birth to an illusion of intimacy Come.

Feng Cuixue didn't miss the fleeting look of helplessness in Qingfeng's eyes, he thought, boring, so boring.

Feng Cuixue still remembers when he first met Qingfeng, at that time, even though Qingfeng told lies full of loopholes, his eyes were not concealed and deep, but he was always calm, and his gestures and gestures were full of a swordsman's demeanor.

But now, Qingfeng is becoming more and more depressed, as if he wants to hide his true self, hide it deeply, but he doesn't know how to express himself, he wants to get close but dare not, so every gesture is awkward .

Originally, Feng Cuixue had noticed this a long time ago, but he always felt that it was unnecessary to mention it. The other party can do whatever he likes, and it has nothing to do with him. But now, Feng Cuixue felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He didn't want to see Qingfeng like this.

"Why are you always so timid?" Feng Cuixue asked.

Qingfeng wondered, "Timid? I'm not."

"You obviously have it, and you always look preoccupied, thinking a lot, and saying something." Feng Cuixue lazily said: "Want to do something but dare not, awkward like a little girl. "

There was a trace of panic in Qingfeng's eyes, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Feng Cuixue. When he saw Feng Cuixue's casual expression, he subconsciously raised it in his throat, "Is it really obvious?"

Feng Cuixue was almost amused by Qingfeng, "What else?"

Qingfeng didn't know that he would push the wind and snow farther and farther, but he didn't know how to change it. Before he learned how to love, that person taught him to understand the separation of life and death, resentment and resentment and not getting what he wants.All kinds of things in the past doomed him not to be open and honest with Feng Zhuxue, and the previous lies separated him from Feng Zhuxue with an insurmountable gap.

Today, they haven't liked each other yet, but there are many gaps in front of them.

Apart from being nice to the wind and snow quietly, keeping the other party safe and sound, and not being an eyesore or annoying in front of the other party, Qingfeng couldn't think of any other way.

Those originally dark and sharp eyes were full of confusion, Qingfeng looked at Feng Zhuxue without blinking, and murmured helplessly: "Then you teach me."

This stopped Feng Cuixue from asking.

After all, finding a problem does not mean solving it.

So Feng Cuixue thought for a long time with Qingfeng's seeking knowledge, and then pretended to be calm and said: "You can be more lively and show yourself."

"How lively?"

Feng Cuixue said to himself: "For example... don't keep things in your heart, you can just say it directly, if you have nothing to do, you can praise me for being good-looking, don't hide it."

"You can also tell me your previous stories, such as some interesting stories about martial arts between senior brothers and younger brothers, so that we can understand each other better." Guan Qingfeng's words obviously knew about Wanmotu before. , it can be seen that the other party's status in the Tianyan Sect is definitely not low, and Qingfeng is also very familiar with Shoujianfeng, which makes Feng Cuixue more concerned.Perhaps this trip to Tianyan will allow him to discover Qingfeng's true identity.

The wind urges Xue to turn her mind, and her face is full of caring smiles.

Qingfeng sighed.

Afterwards, Feng Zhuxue felt a sudden darkness in front of her eyes, her wrists were caught off guard by a strong force and lifted above her head, and her lips felt warm and soft.

Feng Cuixue wanted to struggle subconsciously, but the force that imprisoned him was strong and could not be refused. The other party half-kneeled on the bed, with his knees inserted between his legs, pushing against him with one leg and forcing his legs to separate, even through the cloth, skin to skin. The touch of the paste still made Feng Zuixue feel soft for a moment.

Then there was a pain on the lower lip, it wasn't particularly painful, it was a slightly tingling pain from being bitten between the teeth.

This kiss lasted for a long time, so long that Feng Zhuxue's cheeks were flushed, almost thinking that Qingfeng wanted to kill himself with a kiss, Qingfeng let Feng Zhuxue go.

"Is it lively enough this time?" Qingfeng's tone was serious, full of curiosity.

Feng Zuixue: "..."

The author says:

Both Qingfeng and Xuebao are not perfect people, and they still need to develop slowly with each other.

They really don't understand love (sigh)

Xue Bao is really owed (sigh x2)